He was a virgin, she was a slut. A match made in heaven.

I am married to a very loving and understanding husband who does not mind in the least that his wife is a perpetually horny lady who fucks other men every chance she gets. In fact, like many of the husbands I read about in your magazine, he enjoys hearing about my extra-marital adventures, especially while he is screwing the shit out of me himself. When I told him about how I had seduced Sid, a shy but good-looking 19-year-old who had delivered a package to our house a few days before, he got even more turned on than usual, due to the fact that Sid was so much younger than me.

I had come on to Sid on an impulse, and we’d done it right there on the living room couch. He was quick and a bit awkward, and it was only afterwards that he told me I had taken his virginity. When I told Steve, my husband, that I would not mind having a little more time with this well-built young man, and maybe teaching him a few tricks, he encouraged me to invite Sid to spend a weekend with me at our mountain cabin, where I could educate him properly. And later tell him, Steve, all about it, of course.

Sid, as I expected, was delighted at my invitation, and we drove up to the cabin that Friday afternoon. Once there, he helped me carry in the groceries I’d brought along, then went back for his duffel bag.

I led him to the master bedroom, telling him to set his things anyplace. It was only about four in the afternoon, but seeing that Sid was obviously nervous, I thought it would be best to break the ice right away. I sat down on the bed, saying, “This nice big bed is going to be much more comfortable than my living room couch. Why don’t we try it out?”

Sid looked dubious for a moment. “Isn’t that the bed you share with your husband?” he asked me.

“Of course it is,” I said. I then rubbed the crotch of my jeans, saying, “This is the pussy I share with him too. I’m going to share it with you now, so why not do it in his bed?”

With that I pulled my sweater over my head, revealing my firm C-cup breasts cradled in a lacy black bra. “Come on, get undressed, sweetheart,” I said to him, and he began to take his shirt off as I wriggled out of my tight jeans. I stood up and turned the bed down before reaching back to unhook my bra, then turned to face him as it slid down my arms and dropped to the floor. When he pushed his briefs down, I stepped out of my black bikini panties, kicking them and the bra out of the way.

Sid watched intently as I stretched out on the bed on my back. “Wow,” he said. “You do have blonde hair down there too. I’ve been wondering about that. I was so scared when we did it that time that I didn’t even try to look at your vagina.”

I smiled at him. “You can call it a vagina if you like, Sid, but I mostly call it my cunt, or my pussy, because they’re sexier to say. Just like my favorite word — fuck.” He looked a little shocked. “Speaking of fuck,” I went on, “why don’t you crawl in here and fuck me. I can feel my pussy juice trickling down the crack of my ass already. Oh God, Sid, I need to be fucked now! Please get in here and shove that hard cock up my cunt, and get yourself a piece of ass.”

Sid stammered out something about having some condoms in his bag, but I told him not to worry about that, as I was on the Pill. He was still staring at my crotch, and now I raised and spread my legs, both so he could see my pussy better and as an invitation for him to come and fuck me.

He got on the bed then, moving between my legs, and I could feel his hard cock probing for my entrance. I reached down and guided him to his target, saying, “It’s a good idea to use your hand, baby, at least until you’ve had a little more experience. Come on now, feed my pussy a good dose of meat, with a real creamy dessert.”

I could sense him trying to control himself as he slowly slipped his dick inside me, until his balls were pressing tightly against my asshole. “Oh God!” he said breathlessly. “I can’t believe how tight you are, and how wet and hot it feels inside you!” With that he started fucking me like a jackhammer, and I knew he wouldn’t last very long. Sure enough, In less than a minute his hot come surged out of his throbbing dong, drenching my cunt with warm soothing cream. I felt his erection fade and slip out of my slimy box, and globs of his come flowed out of me and slid over my ass onto the bed.

I kissed him then, realizing that it was our first kiss, in spite of the fact that we had fucked twice. Sid continued to lie there in the cradle of my thigh as we kissed some more, and he soon developed another erection, which felt just as hard as the first one. He reached down to guide it into place (yes, he was a quick study!) then entered me with one long stroke. Having taken the edge off his youthful lust, he now began fucking me at a slow, steady pace.

After a minute I told him how to shift his position so that his cock would stimulate my swollen clit. He got it right away, and soon I was moaning and arching my hips to meet his thrusts. After a few minutes of this my first orgasm overtook me. I am a squirter when I am really aroused, and I drenched both of us, as well as the bed, with my come.

Sid was startled. “What was that?” he gasped out. “Did you — ”

“It’s okay, baby,” I panted. “You made me come so hard I ejaculated. God, that was good! Don’t stop, sweetie, please!”

He resumed fucking me then, and continued to do so for another 15 minutes, bringing me to two more roiling orgasms before his second load splashed against the entrance to my womb.

After we caught our breath Sid wanted to do it yet again, but I told him he had better save himself for later. We took a quick shower together, with him erect the whole time. I was tempted, but finally ducked out, telling him to wait until after we ate, because he was going to need his strength later, when I would fuck him until we fell asleep from exhaustion.

After eating a quick dinner we headed right back to bed, where I asked him if he’d ever had his cock sucked. He said no, he had truly been a virgin in every way before he met me.

“Well,” I told him, “you are going to be treated to one of my patented blowjobs, which my husband tells me are simply fantastic. So just lie back and enjoy yourself, sweetheart.” I slid down until my face was on a level with his cock. I then started licking around the ridge under his cockhead. When his hard pole started to jerk and twitch, I moved down to lick his nuts, then sucked each one into my mouth to give him a chance to retain control.

After tongue-bathing his balls I moved back up, opening my mouth wide and slowly lowering it over his dick. I relaxed my throat as I did so, allowing his manhood to slip in completely, until my nose was in his pubic hair. I just kept it there for a long moment, then began slowly bobbing my head up and down, working all of his dick in and out of my mouth for about two minutes before receiving a hot bittersweet load, which I managed to swallow without spilling a drop.

I continued nursing on his now flaccid cock — like slurping on a wet noodle — until he was once again fully erect. I then pulled my mouth away and moved up to straddle his torso, impaling myself on his rigid tool. I rode him slowly, grinding my clit against his wiry pubes, until I climaxed, again, squirting my joy juice all over him and the bed. I came so hard that it temporally rendered me helpless, and I collapsed on his chest gasping for air. Sid rolled me over and fucked me tenderly for nearly 10 minutes, then injected another creamy load into my snatch.

We ended up fucking two more times before falling asleep in a tangle on the soaking-wet sheets. I woke up the next morning to find my eager young man mounting me for an energetic early-morning screw. That was just the first of numerous times we had sex that day. We finally dragged ourselves to the shower and took time to nourish our famished bodies with a nice big lunch.

We napped a bit after that, and woke up refreshed and feeling horny again. At that point I asked Sid if he would like to learn to eat pussy, as that was a sure way to pleasure a woman. He asked me if guys really did that. “Why not?” I answered. “I sucked your cock didn’t I?”

I could tell he was pretty hesitant at first about putting his face up against my cunt, but once he got a taste of it I thought he was going to eat me alive before I slowed him down, getting him to kiss and lick me gently as I explained to him that a woman is very sensitive in that area. After a half-hour of pussy-eating lessons he was munching on my cookie like a seasoned pro. After he got me off a couple of times I maneuvered us into a 69 position, so I could give him head while he ate me out. I soon had another creamy load to swallow, and as a matter of fact, so did he.

The rest of the day was more of the same — fucking, sucking, eating, resting, fucking again. I was so exhausted by the time we went to sleep that I thought we would have to spend Sunday just resting up before it was time to go home. Of course I was wrong.

I woke up Sunday morning to find Sid happily eating my pussy. He made me come twice that way, but he wouldn’t let me suck his cock, saying that he wanted to save his come for my cunt — the first time he actually used that word. I patted his head, telling him that I loved having him come in my cunt.

When he mounted me, he found my pussy with no guidance at all, and I told him he was getting to be quite the experienced lover. He was so excited that he didn’t last very long, but I didn’t care, because I was more than satisfied.

We took a short nap, then screwed one last time before getting ready to go home. Sid took a shower, but I told him I would wait to shower until I got home, where I could douche first. I then had to explain to him what a douche was. He told me ruefully that he still had a lot to learn. I told him he still had plenty of time to learn everything there was to know, and that perhaps we could get together again sometime, so he could show me what he had learned.

I was sorry that our weekend was over, but on the other hand I knew that my husband was waiting anxiously to hear all about it when I got home, and I was looking forward to another fuck-filled night.